Fiction: Joachim is in a rut in Mangalore, so he sets off for Bahrain. But life there is even harder

Joachim remembers Crystal from time to time. He recently heard she eloped with a gangster, and no one has heard from her ever since. He is happy his wife Emilda is far more beautiful than her and that he gets to see her every day at work and at home. It had been raining the day she landed in Bahrain wearing a yellow salwar kameez. He had been tempted to lift her and dance in the rain. He will never forget that day; the way the rain had upset her. She had been quiet for a long time, and he had tried different ways to make her speak or respond in some way. Finally, she had admitted to being upset because he had lied about the rain. “What else have you been lying about?” she’d asked. He had laughed, making her even more furious.

But when they reached home, she had kissed his cheek on finding out he had gotten rid of his female flatmate for her. He had frowned, disappointed at her aim and pointed at his lips. She had then blushed and helped him unbutton his shirt, aiming for his nipple instead. A bold move which aroused and irked...

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